So I walk out of the oncologist's about an hour ago and this older woman, probably 70s or so, "whispers" to whomever she was with, while staring at me, "look, she's pregnant, she's pregnant and has cancer!" I had to run down the hall so I wouldn't laugh out loud to call my husband to relay that tidbit. She's lucky I had a good Drs appt and was in a laughing mood. Seriously, people crack me up....fyi, the cancer and pregnancy has not affected my hearing or my sight, so if you think you are invisible to me or I can't hear you, you are mistaken. But you do provide some comic relief.
On a serious note, thank you for all of the continued good thoughts and prayers, they along with the chemo, seem to be working. I don't count my chickens, it is one day at a time, but at least at this moment, things are working.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
I made cookies the other day.... that may not sound like a big thing at all, especially for those of you who know me and how much I love to bake (although it has been 80+ for the last three weeks and the oven never turns on then) but it is. Because when you get a diagnosis like this, you kind of just freeze in place. Everything becomes extremely unimportant for a while. You have to learn again that it's okay to start doing normal things, that the ground is not going to fall out from under you, at least not today. You have to learn that other people's lives go on, and you have to learn to reconcile both not really giving a crap about the "normal" of other people's lives (sorry to be brutally honest) yet not wanting to talk about the cancer all the time and letting it rule your life. I think I can join the circus after this because you very much learn how to walk a tightrope every day.